"It was that bastard!"
Alex finally remembered the reason why he was stuck in this cell. It was a white haired guy who knocked him out before he could even take his sword out.
'I'm gonna kill him when I get out.. Will I even be able to get out..?'
He thought to himself as he sat back down again in that corner of his.
Alex was a Prince. He had spent most of his life being showered with only the best of everything. The best palace, the best knights, the best servants and the best of every material he used in his daily life.
Not even in his wildest dreams would he have ever thought about spending his time being holed up in a dirty, smelly jail cell. But that's just how life was. From getting the best of everything to getting thrown at the lowest bottom of society, his life changed dramatically.
"But really.. What is a smart young man like you doing in the battlefield?"